Testo Do It Like It G.O. - Willie D

Do It Like It G.O.

Underground Master speaking
Yo D, what’s up?
Just chillin, man, what’s up?
Give them Ghetto Boys a ring, man
Hold up now
Geto Boys
Hey
What’s up, J?
Yeah man, I got Willie D on the other end
What’s up Will?
What’s up now, what’s up, fellas?
Y’know
Say fellas
I been kicking a few lyrics in the back of my mind, man
And I’m tired of muthafuckas disrespecting us
Because we’re black owned and won’t sell out
(Word)
So check this out
We need to get together
And go to that other level of the game
And do it like a G. O
Say no more, we’re on the telephone
We get them muthafuckas, man
Well, let’s make em a offer they can’t refuse
I’m back like a rebel making trouble
I’m an assassin, kickin ass on the double
No muthafucka alive’s gonna stop me
So fuck you and your goddamn posse
It’s time to step on some muthafuckin toes
(Nah, D) man, fuck them hoes!
The East Coast ain’t playin our songs
I wanna know what the hell’s goin on
Give me my card, radio sucker
I’ll kick your ass and take the muthafucka
Everybody know New York is where it began
So let the ego shit end
Black radio is being disowned
Not by the other race, but its own
A lot of bullshit records make hits
Because the radio is all about politics
Prince Johny 'C' is my identity
Whoever you be (don't) (don't) (don't fuck with me)
My last go
The radio struck me with a low blow
Now I’m doin it like a G. O
(Go, go, go, go.)
(Let's make em an offer they can’t refuse)
(You wanna go to war?
We’ll take you to war, okay?)
Everybody’s coming with guns
Niggas gettin pimped by Columbians
They put em on the streets like a bitch
Niggas slangin but the Puerto-Rican gettin rich
I never sold the mess
But if I did, it would be for my goddamn self
Can you adjust to the wholesale bust
Box, tell these muthafuckas what’s up
When will you stupid muthafuckas learn
In this game one way or another you get burned
You end up behind bars
Or lying on your back in a muthafuckin morgue
And your gal’ll find another nigga
Cause the low-life bitch ain’t nothin but a gold-digger
I’d fuck her but my money is a no-no
(Why?) I’m a ho so I do it like a G. O
(Go, go, go, go.)
(Let's make em an offer they can’t refuse)
(You wanna go to war?
We’ll take you to war, okay?)
Fucked up politics
Those tie-wearin bitches can suck my dick
They try to ban my style of teachin
But freedom of speech allow me to keep speakin
To the people, about shit like racism
It’s deep into the heart of the school system
Whites get more funds from the state
And this is why minorities learn so late
Some of us make it to college
And take a test to the highest degree with limited knowledge
Most of us won’t pass the bitch
And those rotten-ass muthafuckas know this
I’m not Malcolm X or Farrakhan
After this one I guess I’ll have to pack a gun
So if you wanna fuck this brother
You better be ready muthafucka
Or you gonna have to G. O
(Go, go, go, go.)
(Let's make em an offer they can’t refuse)
(You wanna go to war?
We’ll take you to war, okay?)
Willie D is not a biggot and he won’t be
I just educate minds to reality
This ain’t no muthafuckin 'back to Africa'
Try to pull that shit, we’ll have a massacre
Our ancestors were killed at will
Bought and sold like a used automobile
We fought back to exist
Now we’re killing one another, ain’t that a bitch
Ready Red, I’m comin at ya
I’m holdin my ground like a muthafuckin statue
You take nothin from me, so stop trippin
'less you want to take a muthafuckin ass whippin
Bitch, muthafuck the KKK
Wearing dresses and shit, what the fuck is they, gay?
A color blind society we’ll never be
Unless we agree (in harmony)
To do it like a G. O
Rap-a-Lot
Hey J, this is the President of White Owned Records
We see you’re still survivin but we want to ask you to keep your boys quiet
If you don’t, we will
Or here’s another alternative
We take 95% of your company and you take 5 and we’ll make you famous within 10
years
It would take you a lifetime by yourself
Because you know your people don’t stick together
What you say about that, boy?
Man, fuck you
I would advise you not to talk to me like that, boy
Just who the hell you think you are anyway?
I’m Lil' muthafuckin J
I ain’ts to be fucked with
And if you wanna go to war
I’ll take you to war